Wang Xuan was stunned, circling the mecha twice before he could speak, "I thought your so-called repair was just replacing an energy converter, but you seem to have changed every single part. How much did that cost?"
Ouyang Ye put a hand over his chest, pained, "Not much money at all. As the old saying goes, if you help someone, help them all the way to the end; if you carry the Buddha, carry him all the way to the West. Since we're repairing it, we might as well fix everything, so you don't have to drop out of the competition because your mecha is scrapped. That would be letting Ouyang Duanhua off the hook too easily, wouldn't it?"
Qi Ze also chimed in, "Indeed, it didn't cost much." All the parts were remade from the original parts that were melted down. The labor costs weren't much, it was just rather exhausting. But helping Wang Xuan was also indirectly hitting Ouyang Duanhua, and he was more than happy to do so.
Wang Xuan had some understanding of the grudges between the two young masters of the Ouyang family. He used to look down on Ouyang Duanhua for his vicious cunning and Ouyang Ye for his frivolousness, but after understanding the situation, he realized that prejudice and rumors were really terrible. Ouyang Ye was very straightforward and righteous, a friend worth making. Even Qi Ze, rumored to be vain and selling his face, was also a man of deep affection and loyalty.
"I'll remember this great favor. If you have any problems in the future, come to me, and if I can help, I will." Wang Xuan said this with grave seriousness, then climbed into the cockpit to prepare for battle. His roommate had already started up another mecha and was warming up on the sidelines.
"Ouyang Ye, you really did a great job this time! Let's have a meal together after they finish?" The mecha combat students were all selected from among thousands of psychics, usually haughty beyond measure and seldom associating with the idle young masters. But now, Wang Xuan's other roommate took the initiative to come up and strike up a conversation, gratitude evident on his face.
"What's there to be formal about? Helping him is helping myself. I'm waiting for him to kill Ouyang Duanhua on the arena." Ouyang Ye grinned malevolently, thinking of something.
Yan Junyu stood next to Qi Ze and whispered, "Assembling the parts without testing them, what if there's a problem?" As he spoke, the starting G9 stumbled, almost falling over.
His opponent asked anxiously, "What, the mecha wasn't fixed?"
Wang Xuan didn't answer, standing steadily and controlling the mecha to walk, jump, and make a few attacking movements, then he forcefully suppressed his excitement and said, "No problem, it's fixed. I just didn't expect the engine to become so powerful, and the body is much lighter. I couldn't control it, starting too strongly, so I lost my balance. I'll adapt for a while, then fight again."
Ouyang Ye learned of the situation through the intercom and sneered inwardly: I said so, how could Young Master Qi possibly make a mistake? Fixing it too well is also a burden!
Qi Ze wasn't worried at all, sitting in the stands with his chin in his hands, enjoying the mecha combat with great interest. Wang Xuan's sharp and unparalleled operations, precise and provocative movements, and direct attacks on the vital points always elicited enthusiastic applause from him.
"Wang Xuan has great potential." Yan Junyu looked between the field and the young man's exquisite profile, saying deeply, "But he's far from the highest level. I suggest you watch the Universe Mecha Tournament, all the high civilizations in the entire Black Eye Galaxy will send warriors to participate."
He paused, adding, "Those who can enter the finals are the cream of the crop among special operators, and I have won three consecutive championships. If it wasn't for this accident, the fourth championship would have been mine for the taking."
But the boy couldn't hear anything, his dark and bright eyes fixed on the stage.
After testing the mecha, Wang Xuan jumped off the elevator, flushed like a drug addict, insisting on treating Ouyang Ye and Qi Ze to a meal. He didn't dare to propose meeting the mecha master in person to thank him, for fear of causing a misunderstanding of trying to curry favor. To be able to modify G9 to this extent, the master was absolutely one of the top figures in the empire, not someone an ordinary person could casually contact. Ouyang Ye would have had to use a lot of connections and pay a high price to get the master to come out of retirement.
If Wang Xuan felt ten points of gratitude towards Ouyang Ye and Qi Ze when he first saw the mecha, it was now twelve points.
After the group had dinner and chatted for a while, they separated around eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Due to not seeing the sun for a long time, Qi Ze's skin was frighteningly pale, leading Wang Xuan to believe he hadn't recovered. As he left, Wang Xuan repeatedly urged him to take care of his health and said he would beat the crap out of Ouyang Duanhua on the arena to avenge him.
Qi Ze curled his lips into a smile, looking both pitiful and obedient, but when he turned around, his expression quickly became blank. He yawned languidly and raised his eyes to see the lightning rod installed on the roof, causing him to feel a slight stir in his heart.
"Let's go to the basement." His tone was unusually serious.
The slightly drunk Ouyang Ye hurried to follow, pouring energy liquid into the swimming pool as instructed.
"Take out the body." Qi Ze took out a small porcelain bottle from his Interspatial Button.
"What body?" Ouyang Ye was confused for a long time before he remembered that Yan Junyu's body was still in his Interspatial Button. He hurriedly took out the iced coffin, covering his eyes and stepping back a few steps. After getting used to the strange face of Young Master Qi, seeing a bloody mess was just too shocking.
Qi Ze, however, didn't feel any discomfort. He opened the bottle cap, stuffed a dark red pill into the body's mouth, replacing the original soul pearl. The soul pearl was still emitting a faint light, indicating that Yan Junyu's soul had always been there, and well preserved. Wiping it clean, he put it into his Interspatial Button. With two fingers together, he lightly brushed over the body's throat, and the pill slid down the esophagus along with the spiritual energy emanating from the tip of his fingers, dissolving in the stomach.
Yan Junyu watched this scene with wide eyes, vaguely feeling that the moment he had been expecting had finally arrived.
"Are you saving me?" He asked hoarsely.
The youth didn't answer, but the facts already provided the best answer. In the iced coffin, tendrils of flesh climbed up the white bones, slowly covering the entire body, then growing skin and regenerating hair. The handsome face of the young man was coated with a layer of white frost, but underneath it, a rosy flush of vitality could be seen. His expression was peaceful, as if he was just sleeping, rather than dead for some time.
Ouyang Ye was dumbfounded, running over to the iced coffin and exclaiming, "The body, the body has healed! Young Master Qi, you can really bring him back to life?" Holy shit! He had always thought Young Master Qi was just bragging!
Yan Junyu had already had a premonition, so he quickly recovered from the shock. He saw the youth leaning over the iced coffin, reaching out to gently touch his cheek. Even the disembodied soul seemed to feel the warmth from his palm, hot and scorching, like a furnace.
The youth effortlessly lifted his body, slowly soaking it in the energy liquid, and placed it in the center of the pattern carved beforehand. A vast yet gentle force enveloped Yan Junyu's mental body, pulling it towards the swimming pool. The next second, "plop plop" sounds began to echo in his ears, that was the heart beating, from weak to strong, from disorder to stability.
He's alive! Yan Junyu forced his eyes open, dimly seeing the youth place several purple stones in the grooves next to him, followed by a deluge of lightning and excruciating pain as his body was torn apart.
Am I going to die again? The lightning persisted, almost turning his body into ashes. When he thought he couldn't hold on any longer, a warm body covered him, blocking all attacks for him. Rapid breaths blew by his ears, as well as the gasps caused by extreme pain, thin and disordered, unsettling the heartstrings.
"Get away!" Yan Junyu shouted with all his strength, but in fact, he couldn't even open his mouth. His soul had been separated for too long, he didn't know how to control his desires anymore.
The lightning continued, one stronger than the next. The huge explosions sounded as if they could split the sky. He didn't have to guess to know what kind of suffering the youth covering his body was enduring. He could faintly hear Ouyang Ye's desperate cries for help.
No, this can't go on. He should have died long ago, why drag the youth down with him. Just as he was about to struggle to flip over, the purple lightning and the booms suddenly stopped. The youth, who had his hands tightly around his neck, backed off a bit, cupped his cheek, and with his fingers, drew a character on his forehead.
When the last stroke was drawn, the character turned into a wisp of golden light, drilling into his forehead and disappearing. Yan Junyu also fell into a coma.
Ouyang Ye was almost going crazy. He never would have thought that after inserting the thunderstorm crystal into the indentation at the bottom of the swimming pool, the energy liquid would actually start absorbing the lightning elements in the air. The imbalanced elemental particles caused an electromagnetic storm, which in turn attracted a larger bolt of lightning. He could hear the thunder outside from the basement, which had excellent soundproofing, strike after strike, as if the sky was collapsing.
What he didn't expect even more was that when he saw Yan Junyu about to be turned into charcoal, Young Master Qi would actually jump down and shield him from the lightning. The energy liquid bubbled, giving off a ghastly white fog. Ouyang Ye couldn't see anything, and could only shout for help, then frantically press the alarm button.
But the alarm device had been dismantled by Young Master Qi. He fumbled around for a long time and couldn't find the originally extremely conspicuous red button, ready to burst into tears. Just then, the purple lightning suddenly disappeared, and the white fog slowly dissipated. A few minutes later, a splash was heard, and a figure climbed out of the water, quickly stripping off his clothes.
"Qi, Young Master Qi?" Ouyang Ye wore an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Get Yan Junyu out." Qi Ze threw away his scorched and tattered clothes, changed into a robe, and while tying his belt, he instructed, "Hurry and find someone to take him to the Morona Great Forest, just throw him anywhere, as long as he doesn't get eaten by wild beasts again."
"Are you okay?" Ouyang Ye rubbed his eyes, then looked at Yan Junyu at the bottom of the pool, rubbing his eyes again. What he imagined as two lumps of charcoal did not appear, instead, he saw two living people.
"Would something happen to me?" Qi Ze shook his neck, clenched his fists, and grinned, "I'm great!" Nothing in the world could compare to the Nine Heavens Profound Lightning for replenishment. With just this effort, he had restored his cultivation to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.